Chapter 25

POV: Aeron Darkwood

Somewhere in the middle of the dark woods. A loud whimper echoed in the middle of the dark forest, followed by a painful growl – making the birds fly away from their own resting nests and breaking the deafening silence of the night.

Dark red blood splattered the ground and painted the wild grass and weeds.

The entire place was terrifying and perilous at just one glance.

A man with no left arm was slowly breathing and sniveling due to the agony he felt. He already knew that he would face his tragic end today. He knew he wouldn’t have another chance at proving his...